A pandemic and the world luckiest man

Today would be the first day, my first “encounter” as it is now known.

I was nervous and barely slept last night. All I could think about was the months and months that had gone into making today happen. I would say there are many jokes about this service in the media. But I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to give up ten years of my life, no matter how thrilling it may seem. I reread the email confirming my drafting into service multiple times last night.

Dear Michael,

Congratulations, you have met all of the qualifications and are now drafted into the United States Repopulation Expansion Procreation Obstetric Program. Due to very tight resources, there is no exception for men who meet all qualifications and are drafted. You must participate or face criminal trial.

As you know, we have endured 5 years of tremendous loss and 2 years of rebirth, due to the Alabama Flu. The flu caused untold loss of life and has devastated the world’s population. We in the United States lost 75 percent of the male population and 40 percent of the female population. In addition, those stricken face long term and irreversible damage to the male reproductive anatomy. Currently only one percent of men globally are still able to reproduce. That is why you are so important to the long term health and strength of our country. You will be part of our country’s regrowth through the REPOP program. Without you we may never recover.

The Teachers Favorite

George Tanner was tired. The kind of tired that seeps into your bones and causes your eyes to ache. There was a pressure building in his head and he knew a headache was coming on fast.

Teaching high school was not his calling, not really. When he got his degree in history, he had thought he would be a high-powered lawyer. But law school was expensive, and the bills kept coming. So, he accepted this teaching job at the local Catholic school. The pay was horrible, the students annoying and unenthusiastic, and the harsh florescent lighting was almost as bad as the lack of funding.

But today was Friday, he had to finish grading a few more papers and then he was home free. Free to get drunk and watch porn, jerk off, and then fall asleep on his couch.

Maybe he would order a pizza.

As he pushed the door to his office open he noticed all his lights were on. That in itself wouldn’t have alarmed him, but the student sitting on his desk was enough to alarm him.

Kitten screams in bliss [FF, BDSM, anal, petplay]

I wake to someone gently rubbing my head. I open my eyes to see no one other than my lovely mistress, her hands through the bars of my cage, trying to wake me up.

“Hello kitten, did you have a good nap?” I nod in response. “Oh I’m glad. Come on let’s go play for a bit” she says as she unlocks my cage and guides me out of it.

We walk down the hall, her ahead and me on my hands and knees not far behind her. She’s in her normal black silk robe that leaves nothing to the imagination. While I’m behind her with nothing but kitten ears and a white tail butt plug. We eventually reach the living room. She goes to sit on the couch and pats the stop next to her. I crawl from the floor onto the couch next to her. She grabs the back of my neck and guides me so that my stomach is on her knees and my ass and tail are in the air.

I did it again with my brother-in-law.

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It was a Friday night and my brother-in-law had to run an errand, I was encouraged to tell him secretly that I really wanted to fuck with him again and I accepted since we knew that no one would suspect I told my sister that I would work very late and I I ventured to escape, already dark I passed by several blocks after my house, I put on a black mini dress, uuuf I looked super good, my buttocks well upright and round worthy of giving me a good fuck, I got on quickly and we left, Moving forward On the way, it was getting darker and darker, he was putting his hand in my vagina while I took out his cock, we began to masturbate very rich, I lean back from the car window so that he could see my rich ass, he mounted me on top of it and penetrated me , I was super wet I felt that his penis was sliding very rich in my vagina. I began to moan and shout “What a rich cock daddy” Give me, Give me, Give me “So Fuck me like that I like not stop give me your cock”, He could not contain himself and came inside me, if it bothered me a little but it was more his excitement than I didn’t want to say anything to her, I leaned back and began to stick her tongue in my vagina until I finished and dripped my liquid on her chin.
I love being with him so much, I hope that this meeting will be repeated soon.

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Next Chapter of Internal Desire posted to literotica

*Here is a sneak peek for my fans before the next chapter of Internal Desire is up on my page of Literotica.*

When she off the promotional slideshow on the giant screen in her office, it acted as a mirror. It reflected her backside, allowing Nick to simultaneously see all angles Tracy had to offer. Yoga had treated her body very well. As she slid her beige skirt down her legs, her tight-yet somehow still bubble like-rear end sprung out and revealed its hungry tendencies as it swallowed up the tiny, sexy underwear Tracy seemed to favor. In what had become her routine, Tracy then reached both hands back and cupped under each cheek, playfully jiggled them against each other, then dug out the wedgie before she finally straightened the dental-floss strings again.

Next, she turned her attention to her top. Generally favoring form-fitting, silky blouses that snug her curves and either had no or at best loose sleeves, Nick marveled at how well the garments hid what was underneath. Tracy ran her hands from her hips to her neckline before she unfastened whatever buttons or ties held the top together. Before she let the garment slide off her shoulders, Tracy seemed to delight in one last soft caress of the thin material as it danced over her skin, guided by her fingertips. Her eyes closed, and Nick wondered where her mind went as she rolled her neck and drifted off into a daydream and hugged her washboard tummy and hips.

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One Weekend at the River

One Night at the River

Back in the early ‘90s me and a group of friends had jet skis and would go to Lake Havasu during the summer. It was a great time with a great group of people. One summer one of my female friends asked me if she could bring a friend. There was an open invitation to whoever wanted to go as long and they kicked in for food, drink or gas if they weren’t driving themselves. She said she would be driving out with her and they would take care of food for them and me. Like I said she was a female friend of mine not my girlfriend. Sex was never a benefit but her feeding and boozing me when at the river was great.

Mom (46) can’t resist her daughters boyfriend (19)

For over 20 years Julie had been faithful to her husband. Not once had she even looked at another man in that way in all that time. Their marriage seemed perfect. She would never be able to explain what came over her. Not to her husband. Certainly not to Hayley, her daughter.

When she first met Lewis, her daughter’s boyfriend, she saw the resemblance to James, her teenager crush. It made her smile – like mother, like daughter. He had the same pale blue eyes, the slim face with the defined cheekbones, tall but slender frame, and the long shoulder length brown hair. She had only recently gotten used to the idea of her little girl having boyfriends staying at the house. Lewis was partly the reason why she was now okay with it. He was warm, charming, sensitive. She felt like he was someone she could trust.

It started one morning when he had stayed over. The lock on the shower room door had been removed when Julie’s elderly mother had briefly lived with them, so that she couldn’t accidentally lock herself in. No one had gotten around to replacing it, so the family simply stuck a cardboard sign on the door handle saying “occupied” when it was in use. Hayley obviously hadn’t told Lewis. Julie hadn’t heard the sound of the shower running and had opened the door and stepped in.

A FreeUse World

I opened my curtains and saw that the postman was already there making his usual rounds. Ali, my neighbour was bent over her fence in a silk dressing gown that barely covered her round ass as the postie plowed his dick in and out or her pussy from behind. She waved up at me as her pendulous tits worked their way out of her gown. She worked a late shift so I knew she didn’t need to be up this early but she regularly came out at this time to get some early morning dick. I smiled and waved back before heading to the bathroom to get ready for work.

[MF] Does a Shower Still Count if You’re Getting Dirty?

Closing the front door behind me I tilt my head back and empty the last of my water bottle into my mouth. My breathing beginning to come down from my run I still managed to miss my mouth with some of the water as it cascades down my shirt and onto my running shorts. I can feel my heart slowing as my body comes down, making my way up the stairs to the bedroom so I can shower and that’s when I hear the water in the bathroom already running. I follow the sound and find you standing in the shower. The room filled with steam. The air is thick with moisture. We made our shower a special request when we built our house. Two shower heads, 6 feet long and 3 feet wide, with a complete glass set of doors. We could probably fit 6 or 7 people comfortably inside of it if we felt spicy. Looking beside the door I see your dirty clothes piled up in the corner, the mirror fogged over, my compression shorts and running shorts doing absolutely nothing to hide my growing hardness as I take a moment to watch you through the half fogged glass.

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The note that got me laid

I was cleaning out my attic the other day when I found a box of old magazines I didn’t know what to do with. I started going through and found an erotica magazine. I laughed to myself, remembering when I purchased it. As I flipped through the pages I was turned on by the girl in the images. I had remembered some of them but there was a girl in the comics who looked completely new. I had no idea who she was but she was drop dead gorgeous. I had to know who she was. At the bottom of the page was her name so I went to the computer and looked her up. There I found pages of results with her having the craziest sex I had ever seen. She was gorgeous and very sexy. Had sizable boobs with great hips and a thin waste, not to mention a perfect jaw and nose. She was good at her scenes too.

I looked back in the magazine to see what else I had missed, and as I looked down and turned to the next page a note fell out of the magazine. It had a picture of her on it. Saying that she was looking for a guy to use to make audioporn, and video porn to accompany that.

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